"Poor Wally! An' jest as we was fillin' up ther grave of ther other two, too. Well, yer didn't finish their job, did yer?"
"No; when we heard ther hubbub inside we stopped an' run in."
"An' left Young Wild West out there alone, eh?"
"Yes; but he couldn't git away; you know that well enough."
"There ain't no tellin' what he might do."
Snivel hurried out of the rear of the cave.
But the prisoner was still there, tied to the post, just as he had been left.
The horses of the outlaws had been led out there, and they were cropping at some sparse grass that grew there.
As the sun did not get much of a chance at the bottom of the hole, as it was called by the outlaws, the vegetation there was scarce.
"So you're here yet, eh?" said Snivel, as he stepped up to the boy.